Heitor and Júlia were talking with Francisco, Heitor’s uncle and Luiz’s younger brother. He was over sixty, and like everyone there, he was happy about his nephew’s relationship. Júlia was enchanted with everything—with her relationship with Heitor and also with his family. It was a big, loving family, which was her dream, as it had always been just her and her sister.
“You really make a beautiful couple; I can see in your eyes how happy you are, my nephew. Tell me that we’ll have another wedding soon,” said Francisco. Heitor and Júlia laughed; it was all natural because they weren’t pretending—they showed the true love they had.
“I would marry right away, but what about you, my love?” he asked, looking at Júlia. She smiled shyly and replied:
“I would too, but let’s take things slowly.
